Chapter 119: B2: C19: Ride-or-Die Village
Every time Zarian entered Ride-or-Die Village the mundane way, he couldn’t help but chuckle from how over the top it looked.
Corma, the World of Castles and Caverns, was a high fantasy medieval setting. Yet, a new Outsider wouldn’t know that from the slight futurism Hannah had built into the village.
There were magic lights shining from the top of magic poles on every street corner. There were magic signs that glowed with colorful neon lights from over entrances and on the sides of various cubic buildings. There were even magic lights that shone from the streets themselves, highlighting when traffic should move, stop, or cross intersections cautiously.
Beyond the lights, there were the buildings. Ride-or-Die Village wasn’t built wide, it was built high and low.
Most buildings reached up to a hundred and fifty feet into the air, staying well under the height of the walls. However, the length of the buildings extended downward as well, taking full advantage of the ground’s stability and depth.
The newcomers couldn’t help but gawk around, unless they were paladins.
Bernard’s people looked at everything distrustfully, as if this medieval futurism was the work of devils in the Hidden Hell. They were sourpusses like that. The striders making it through the gate reacted way better.
“By the gods, good and evil, I thought this place would be a shithole from the name of it!” a strider woman yelled.
“It all looks too amazing to be real. I can already feel my coin bag dwindling away to nothing, and I haven’t bought anything yet,” a strider man said.